Smiling At The Grave

First in line to winFirst in line to sacrificeFirst in line to be last to dineThose with the weakestHand were picked to dig through the six that would be theirsNo more feeling and no more emotionsSacrificed to those first in line oh end my painThis endless pain, smileSmiling at the grave that's yoursSmiling at the icon that confronts youSmiling at your last hopeSmiling at your end. The Reaper entersDays of old catching your earWhen you used to know your wayWhen you weren't lost to your painBut you dug your own grave and now you sleepYou died while you slept, no prayer could help you nowNo soul was left for him to take, just the six feet that made you happyNo more feeling and no more emotionsSacrificed to those first in line oh end my painThis endless pain, smileSmiling at the grave that's yoursSmiling at the icon that confronts youSmiling at your last hopeSmiling at your end. The Reaper enters